MoneyThaPlug - Mad Huh

Oh shit I done did it again
UnKnwn drop that shit
I make these niggas mad huh
I'm in bag huh Ion like how you thinkin
If you reach then we gone smash sumn
Bow Bow Bow
Them niggas sick They say plug hard to pass up
She on my dick I let her eat it but I ain't ask for it
Bro said chill I said fuck it let's make em mad more
Drop the bag on Alexander McQueen But could've copped Dior
I'm in Miami in a I-8 But could've copped a lamb
This a different game Them packs came from Crenshaw
We call em Spencer James We know you niggas be flodgin
And yo bitch wanna do the team we call her Lori Harvey
My shooter trippin he do walk ups he don't make a sound
All you hear is... Then he walk off like Antonio Brown
I'm the hottest in the town You niggas got y'all nerves
Swivel trippin Red Key tryna to fish it
Damn near kissed the curb We living different
Bro ride with the switches We know niggas snitchin'
Told my youngin' chill He don't wanna chill
He ready to finish the mission
I can be the richest in them trenches with all my niggas
Just tell me the ticket it could be cheaper if you come and get it
Birds flock together Bro took him a trip just to find him a pigeon
Niggas mad bout bitches I'm too quick to tell em get out they feelings
They know we the sickest Drop a bag I got plenty decisions
They mad cause we winning If you broke need to fix yo position
Over the stove and mix it Seven figures if you niggas listen
We went house to house and couch and couch just to fuck up the kitchen
No Cap! They know I'm the man
If im Chris Rock then I hit Will with Smith'n
There go big worm Me and Smokey frien... Hold on. There he go
Me and Smokey friends we smoke the grams screamin' out fuck big worm
Ain't no sliding up down the street Don't no OG put hoe in me
Put the bows up in bowling green Hit the road get em sold for three
Free my plug he got bows for cheap I want smoke
Who want smoke with me? Hit the hoe, hit the door, I'm on the go
That's how I gotta be Hit the stage, hit the hood in something foreign
I know they watching me Pack the truck up with packs and
My main driver be mad at me We hit the road he put that bitch in cruise
That's why I hired him He not a boss
That nigga worked for us that's why we fired him
PLUG
UnKnwn drop that shit

Written by:
Darrius Edwards

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